[center]~|Day 2, 08:45-08:47 GST|~ ~|Kaggath, Prison Complex (medical area)|~[/center] Xid had targeted Sish’s tendon with as much strength as he could muster, managing a weakened force tug on the foot. It took most his focus to make it where Sish would feel it while his mind tried to hold itself together. The fear at realizing his reaction might’ve just gotten everyone killed created regretful question. Why did he kiss Shiri back? Why didn’t he just jerk away and push her back.? Wouldn’t she had been safer that way? Even with a broken heart for both of them? The questions lingered in his mind as he fought to keep his attention on the task set to him, hoping to buy Alat enough time to clear Sish’s lightsaber before it lopped off something critical. He was still shocked at Alat’s use of a darkside ability, trying to push past the twisted wrongness building in his gut. His stomach building into knots several times over and threatening to cripple him. It was almost as bad as Nazca coming back with that fake hand. When she was first tossed in, he couldn’t bare to be near that thing attached to where her hand been. Something was off about it. It made him shiver and recoil, unable to stand its presence. While it was beautifully crafted with the uttermost care, it was nowhere normal for a machine hand. To him, it was something perverse and terribly staining the craft he would otherwise consider breathtaking. Since she was returned, he had instinctively been avoiding the ill woman, her figure bedridden to a bunk, since she was writhing in pain and staring in sympathy and guilt from a far. It was something odd for Xid who was known to be compassionate towards those suffering. He didn’t have long to dwell on that fact when he heard Andri apologize. Being too worked up in his need to save those he cared for, Xid barely heard a word she said until his eyes whipped around to spot her backing away. Again that feeling of helpless washed over him as it followed with guilt, his own recollection for her to spare him taking the spot had caused this. If he hadn’t asked her to go then she wouldn’t have to leave. Part of him wanted to scream for her to stop and even rip her arm, preventing her from going with the Sith. Sadly, he knew better. It wouldn’t have had any effect on the result and truthfully, it only delayed the end result. When she entered the lift and departed, Sish’s force scream hit him unexpectedly. Immediately Xid went down at feeling the attack for the first time. His body crumpled into a ball and curled up, hands shoved over his ears. His interior eardrums feeling close to exploding while his hands tried to stop it. It didn’t do anything. The room spun making him more sick while Xid tried to recover, his body unable to rise back up. Lacking combat experience, Xid failed to recover his balance and stumbled in his attempts to stand. He tried twice only to fall back onto his side as his rib made a weak protest, making his pain much worse. He could only watch as Sish went forward to hack off Alat’s legs. It wasn’t something he expected and hated himself more for being unable to assist while both Alat and Koren tried to lessen the damage. “NO!” Xid screamed when he watched Alat become damaged. The Kel Dor had tried to deflected the lightsaber, at least it seemed that way, from where Xid was was lying on the ground. A weak attempt to spare his legs from getting severed. However, his tutatumis wasn’t strong enough and resulted in his forearm being cooked and his finger lopped out. It was like some slow motion horror scene playing in the young Knight’s head. He was still trying to stand when when alarms went off, through Xid’s ears were still ringing from Sish’s earlier attack to hear them. [center]~|--Nyiss’ Quarters--|~[/center] All of a sudden, a blaring alarm began to sound in the Prison block, the Camera room and Darth Nyiss’ quarters. Not the distinctive moaning alarm that signified a ship was under attack, but a high pitched screeching. In between screeches, a metallic voice stated “Warning. Prisoner riot under way.” Darth Nyiss, relaxing in her quarters, sat up with an irritated expression across her face. The alarm, though much quieter in her quarters, was still unpleasant. She had not expected there would be this degree of trouble so soon. She had hoped such a thing would have been avoided entirely, but it was not to be it seemed. With a sigh, she stood and padded over to the control panel near the door to her room. A quick series of button presses brought up the Prison block cameras. She immediately noticed the havoc being caused by the big ugly Lizard - Lord Sish, and the Jedi attempts to resist him. With another sigh, she tapped out an activation code that would cause gas valves in the Cell block to slam open. High pressure tranquilising gas would pump in at great speed and neutralise the entire room, Jedi and Sith alike, in seconds. Even those with breathing apparatus or the Force breathing ability would be quickly neutralised, for the Gas was a custom mixture brewed by Nyiss using Sith Alchemy specifically for this purpose. Nyiss observed the camera as the gas filled the room and everyone inside slumped clumsily to the floor. It was, in a way, quite funny to see all the proud Jedi and the raging Sith Lord collapse like toys, almost in unison. Still, the thought of having to brew another batch of gas took much of the mirth from the sight. Once they all stopped moving, she activated the com to the nearby troopers. “Bring Lord Sish from the cellblock to my quarters immediately and have someone take the Twi’lek to Lord Namore.” [center]~|--Day 2, 08:47-08:50 GST ~|Kaggath, Prison Complex (medical area)--|~[/center] Thick, yellow white gas hissed from openings in the vents above. They poured down on the scene below and flooded the crevices in the cell until all the occupants were shrouded in it. Xid coughed harshly feeling the gas tingle at his throat back and his eyes becoming heavy, his limbs unable to lift him upright. His expression softened then finally he slumped into the ground under the influence of the gas. In his examination of the room, Xid realized why there was something off with his first findings… He hadn’t had time to realize there was a ventilation system filled with gas among the security procedures. Now he wished he had taken more time to look while his world blacked out.